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incoming smutty thoughts:
the other night i had a dream i asked something like “how come you always tell me to talk and you rarely do?” and he replied “i like your voice more.” so we know bucky is the “ask for what you want type,” but do you think he’s more or less verbal than her in bed? he’s generally quiet, do you think maybe that leads to him talking dirty more?
Oh, I love this, because I do often write about him dirty talking.
I think we all know that Bucky only speaks when he absolutely has to and even then, it's usually something sarcastic or cynical. Also, Bucky isn’t the best with words. Yes, he can lie and manipulate well, but most of that is body language and perception. It’s fascinating how few words he has to utilise to get what he wants. His skill is mainly in listening and observing and most people know this about him, so they let him.
Just as most people have the good sense to be somewhat on their guard around him, especially when Bucky doesn’t bother to be sly about keeping a close eye on everyone and everything. But he has never really been able to unnerve you. Or… Maybe he has, but it only made you talk more. You share unapologetically and you ramble and you show most of your emotions. At first, he thought it was foolish to be so open and vulnerable. Now, he can see it has probably saved your life (and others’ lives) more times than he can count. With you living, speaking and feeling so out in the open, he doesn’t have to pay so much attention to you.
And yet…
The man cannot stop himself from paying attention to anything other than you. Everything else just kind of blurs. It mostly amuses everyone around Bucky how distracted he gets. They pull petty little pranks when he isn’t paying attention. And they fail awkwardly, because Bucky might be smitten, but he’s still a trained soldier.
So yes, Bucky is quiet and you’ve always known that about him. You expected him to be more quiet in bed, too. But he has learned that he loves how responsive you are and it just so happens that you get more responsive when he speaks to you. When Bucky has his tongue buried between your legs or his cock hitting your cervix, he usually grounds you by splaying a wide palm over your back, or thigh, or tummy. However, Bucky has found he likes the way you shudder when he mumbles against your neck or the shell of your ear. He likes how you can only respond with a soft mewl when he uses his voice.
Sometimes he asks you a question and then drives his cock into you with a thorough thrust at the end, making you writhe under him and choke on air. Then he nuzzles his nose over your pulse with a soft laugh. “Who’s the quiet one now, huh?”
You want to answer him, you do, but fuck– his fingers are at your clit and his teeth bite into your collar bone and he’s moaning and– and– Oh God… But he talks you through it. Every step of the way. Teasing. Coaxing. Soothing. Praising.
“That’s the spot.”
“Look at you,” when your eyes roll to the back of your head.
“Hug me tighter, sweetheart,” he’ll groan when you clench around him tightly. “Fuck. Good girl.”
“That’s my girl,” when you come. And the sounds you make - that will have him nearly go blind with pleasure. “There you go. Keep coming for me.”
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coline7373 · 10 days
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The fanart of the fanfic of the fanart.
Happy May 4th @independent-variables and @archfey-edda.
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thesharmat · 4 months
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my secret solenoid gift for @deadlysoupy!
these lads got to surf in cyberverse, so it is my deepest belief that they would enjoy skateboarding too. here i am, representing that truth.
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justpked · 1 year
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Today is May 13th.
You know what that means. Here is what was promised a long time ago.
Happy birthday, you bastard. May the Maiden forgive you for your sins.
I swear if someone finds a bug, I WILL cry
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Happy Birthday, Asol
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cultofdixon · 1 year
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All Fun and Games…
Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • It’s a tight fit sticking everybody going on the run in a single vehicle. But they made it work. Even when a certain someone got stuck sitting on the lap of the resident archer. Doing his best to keep his hands to himself • SFW/NSFW - Grinding
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“Think it will be safer if we took the wagon on this run. We are just getting what we can for the infirmary and the kids” Aaron informs Daryl on the way to the front of Alexandria. “Judith is sick so Rick ain’t coming with us anymore. Hope you don’t mind Y/N”
“It was already a tight fit with Rick, at least Y/N can sit on somebody” Glenn chimes in, the group was Aaron, Eric, Glenn, Maggie, Daryl and Rick. Maggie was already going to have to sit on Glenn if Rick was going, but given he’s been replaced with Y/N. She can sit in the middle of Glenn and Daryl while she sits on Daryl. Wait a minute.
“Can’t your woman sit on yea for the trip?”
“Maggie does what she wants man. The middle seat isn’t even enough room for her. She’s already sitting on me”
Aaron gave his partner a quick awkward glance only for Eric to laugh a bit. Making the heat rise to both Glenn and Daryl’s faces.
“It’ll be fine, and if it gets unbearable…we’ll put Glenn or Daryl in the trunk with whatever we find” Eric finally adds as Aaron nods in agreement leaving the two even more dumbfounded.
“Tight fit” Y/N laughs nervously after being told she’s sitting in the back with Glenn, Maggie, and Daryl. Already putting it together where she’s sitting.
“It’ll be fine. Keep your backpack in your lap or in the small middle with Daryl’s crossbow” Maggie reassures climbing in once Glenn got situated.
Once everyone was sort of situated in the car, Aaron started to head off once Abraham opened the gate for them with Spencer’s help. Glenn comfortably held Maggie close holding her around her middle and resting his head on her back. Keeping her close, holding her like a seat belt.
Meanwhile Daryl couldn’t stop registering every bump Aaron has hit with his car and the sudden movement of Y/N’s butt against his crotch. He turned his head toward the window best to avoid eye contact of any kind from everyone else in the car.
“Sorry if it’s bumpy guys. Yknow given the whole end of the world…nobody can pave the roads” Aaron tried to lighten the awkward silence when it was simply Maggie and Glenn vibing on one side and Daryl fighting really hard not to get a hard on while Y/N either readjusts or every bump in the road.
“And the mutilated walker limbs” Eric adds checking the map once more.
As the ride continues, Y/N started to notice much more than Daryl’s squirming. She felt the heat rise to the tip of her ears for a second, making her move her hair to cover them up. But the way he tried to collect himself beneath her and failing given to the obvious erection straining his pants and rubbing up against her bottom. The next bump that came and obviously made her readjust, Y/N took the risk and rubbed up against him feeling him snake his arm around her middle tightening around her while his other hand gripped the handle on the door.
“What’re doing…” Daryl whispers close to her ear making a shiver run down her spine.
“Getting comfortable” Y/N says softly enough for just him to hear as he sighs, shortly biting his lip to contain the noise that could’ve rumbled from his throat when she grind slightly causing her to rub her legs together.
This is having about the same affect on him as it’s doing her. Who knows how much longer they can last? Let alone not be noticed.
Y/N secured her pack to cover her lap continuing to rut up against Daryl every now and then while he’s threatening to break the door handle as his other hand gripped onto her shirt. The hitch in his breath caught Maggie’s attention for a second making Y/N stop causing Daryl to groan in relief.
“Are we fuckin’ there yet?”
Glenn couldn’t help the laugh to escape him hearing that coming from Daryl. “You just miss your bike”
“Wouldn’t be so fuckin’ cramped…can’t feel my legs”
“Calling me fat Dixon?” Y/N teases with a bit of venom in her tone as Daryl pressed his face in between her shoulder blades groaning once again.
“We’re almost there, kids” Eric laughs making his partner chuckle a little. “‘Sides, you can look for parts for the bike we got taking up so much fucking space in our garage”
“Thought I could build it myself. Clearly I cannot” Aaron adds one last thing knowing damn well Eric is rolling his eyes beside him.
The ride felt like it was taking ages and Daryl was about to have enough of Y/N’s constant moving. She’s doing this on purpose was all he thought as he continued to hide his face in her back feeling her lean forward suddenly. Oh he’s getting caught His breathing hitched making him look back toward the street avoiding Maggie and Glenn looking when both of them had fallen asleep leaning into one another so they weren’t looking any time soon. Y/N purposely leaned forward to look at Eric’s map, but also roll her hips against Daryl’s full mass erection rubbing up against his zipper.
As Y/N leans back ignoring the annoyed grunt that escaped Daryl’s throat. She felt a wave of confidence rise in her as she secured her pack on her lap once again covering everything so that she could move the hand gripping her middle to the edge of her waist band. Daryl took this as an opportunity to do something but he’s have to be extra careful when returning the amount of teasing Y/N has been giving since he was given the okay. But right as Daryl was maneuvering his fingers into her waistband when the car suddenly jolted to a stop in a small town.
“Shit”
“Gas?”
“Yeah. Gotta go siphon some, but might as well look around here” and before Aaron even got out, Daryl dropped out of the car after sliding out from underneath Y/N leaving her with a bit of a confused look. But the confusion didn’t last when Daryl took her bicep and pulled her out. “Guess they’ll get a head start”
“I’ll wait for Maggie and Glenn to wake up. You be careful” Eric adds as he watches Daryl stand outside the car for a bit with Y/N blocking his front before watching him follow after her. “Weird asses”
Y/N was covering him so that he could readjust but that didn’t matter when Daryl followed her into an old automotive garage. Seeing her waiting for him to say something about the antics in the car.
“Think yer cute for what you pulled?”
“I’m not the one that got hard in the first place…did get a little excited though” Y/N blushes to her own confession feeling her back press against the wall when Daryl inches closer.
“You have no idea what you do to me, Y/N”
“Well…enlighten me then, Daryl” and without a second thought, Daryl instantly pulls her into him crashing his lips firmly against hers. Y/N couldn’t hold in the excited noise that escaped her do to his suddenness.
He couldn’t contain his eagerness, pressing her up against the wall continuing to enjoy the softness of her lips against his. Being a bit hesitant with where to put his hands next but also with the fear of getting caught or interrupted by walkers. The tension didn’t go unnoticed as Y/N pulls back to catch her breath seeing the slight worry in his eyes making her move her hands to take his into hers.
“Sorry…If that was—-“
“Bad? I quite enjoyed it D…You felt off so I didn’t want to continue if I was making you uncomfortable”
“It ain’t you, frankly prefer more privacy than an open building” Daryl chuckles a bit to ease the tension in the air but the physical tension in his shoulders relaxed when Y/N brought her hands to rest on the back of his neck bringing his attention back onto her.
“We don’t have to do it here, see if you can last another drive back to Alexandria where we can be in my place…with no roommates, and a lock.” Y/N reassures and emphasized on the last part that caught his attention entirely bringing his arms around her to bring her flush against him.
“Think I can manage…if yea tease me again, I won’t be afraid to bite” Daryl whispers inching closer to her neck as he didn’t hesitate then to leave a few kisses to her soft skin, and bringing his lips to where her neck meets her shoulder to leave an open mouth kiss inevitably leaving a hickey in that place. Her sweet hums assured him she enjoyed what he just did. Leaving him to imagine what he’s going to do to her later with that knowledge. “But I think I’m gonna need another minute before we head back”
“Kiss me then Daryl”
Don’t have to tell me twice Daryl smirks returning his lips back onto hers being a little more passionate in the matter.
That time didn’t last long, the growling at first Y/N thought came from Daryl given they started to grind up against one another becoming impatient for the matter. She parts for a second to catch her breath feeling his lips latch onto her neck giving her a moment to see that the growling is from an approaching walker. Her mind was clearly elsewhere as was Daryl’s but she had a second to wrap her leg around his torso making him instantly push her more into the wall to secure her and also hold by her thigh.
“D—“
“I’ve gotcha sweetheart”
“I know just—-“ Y/N quickly leaned forward almost knocking them off balance when she grabbed the gun strapped to her ankle. Daryl flinched when her gun fired as he quickly pulls away after steadying her to see the walker. “Holy shit”
“Well. Maybe that’s our cue”
“At least it wasn’t Aaron”
“What wasn’t me?” Aaron asks approaching the garage when he heard his name seeing the two standing over the walker. “Are there anymore?”
“Nope” Y/N quickly replies stepping over the walker holstering her gun and giving Daryl a wink out of Aaron’s line of sight.
But the look Aaron gave Daryl made it obvious.
“Don’t even—-“
“You like her huh? Good! Because Eric and I were trying to find a way to hook the two of you up. Or whatever the term Eric used. Set them up? That sounds much better”
“…So. Was the Rick shit a lie?”
“Oh no Judith is sick, but nothing Michonne and Carl couldn’t handle. Rick was just in on it.”
“Glenn and Maggie?”
“Nah. They are here for the actual run through of getting things, but I also didn’t calculate how cramped the car would be so I made up the gas excuse for the four of you to stretch your legs. Even though the others didn’t step out immediately like you and Y/N.” Okay. Aaron is more innocent than anybody had thought. For the most part.
“Alright, let’s just get” Daryl was quick to wrap that conversation up as he was about to leave the garage when he quickly grabbed a part he needed for his bike before finally leaving the building.
As much as Aaron hated it, the roads were clear-ish of walkers so he took the risk of driving at night. Letting everybody sleep and making sure he was careful this time with the bumps along the way. Not that Daryl minded them the ride back, even if all he was doing in that moment was holding a sleeping Y/N close to his person and making sure she didn’t stir to anything.
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honeygrahambitch · 11 months
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It's a sunny afternoon. Will is washing the dishes while Hannibal is organizing the food in the fridge. Their kitchen window is facing the front of the little house they rented, allowing Will to watch those who were passing by on the sidewalk.
"It's that dude again."
"Who, darling?"
"The one who is walking the border collie. Come here." He says and abandones the dishes as his eyes follow the particular individual. Hannibal is a bit surprised by Will's tone since it's not the usual "Come see this pretty dog". He walks next to Will and looks outside.
"The dog is limping." Hannibal observes and Will nodds.
The owner is a big guy, way taller than Will and maybe taller than Hannibal as well. He is wearing a black tank top which reveals some very well-defined muscles.
"I just don't have a good feeling about that guy." Will says as he shifts his attention back to the dishes and the running water.
"The dog could have stepped into something or been involved in a fight with other dogs. You cannot assume he is responsible for that."
"That is exactly why I need to look for more than assumptions." He says. The gut feeling he had been having was too hard to ignore anymore.
For the rest of the week Will leaves the house as soon as he sees the guy without saying a word. He tries not to be obvious about following him so he keeps a safe distance and makes sure to stop from time to time to "admire" flowers or birds in the trees. So far everything looks normal. Just a guy walking his limping dog. The only issue was that the limping was getting worse, indicating the fact that no one was taking care of that. By the end of the week Will starts believing that he had read too much into it.
That changes when a squirrel jumps from a brench, close to the sidewalk. The border collie starts barking, almost pulling the owner down, trying to chase the rodent.
The guy agressively pulls the leash and starts yelling. Will knows that is still not a good amount of evidence. Yelling like that at your dog is not a crime. Unfortunately.
All of a sudden, right in front of Will's eyes, the man slaps the dog's back so hard that the dog whimpers. Will sees fire.
He knows he shouldn't say anything. He knows he should go home and debate what to do next. But he decides to ignore all his rational thoughts.
"You are not supposed to hit your dog." He says sternly, closing the diatance between them.
"Mind your own business. It's my dog, I can do whatever I want."
"Looks like we will have a little disagreement."
When Will comes home later that day, Hannibal almost drops the vase his carrying. "Who did this?" He asks referring to Will's black eye.
He approaches him and gently turns his head to have a better look. It was an ugly bruise that someone would have to pay for.
"I was right. He is hitting his dog." Is all that Will says as he passes by Hannibal.
"Well, where is the body?" He asks as he goes to the kitchen to grab some ice for Will.
"I haven't killed him. We were outside, it was daylight, there were people around. I just wanted to confront him and I didn't see his fist coming. Thanks'." He says as Hannibal hands him the bag of ice. The cold feels good on the pulsating bruise that was threatening to swell.
"What is this really about , Will?" Hannibal asks as he is watching him, not trying to hide his concern.
"I miss my dogs. I see them in every dog." He says and stares at the floor. "I thought I had made peace with that."
"You are projecting."
"I see myself in that asshole too. I abandoned my dogs. How am I better?"
"Isn't your previous confrontation answering that question?"
He feels like a child who is bullied at school and is not capable of standing up to himself. But that was going to change.
"Tonight." He replies. "You don't have to join, I know it's not your type of pig."
"I disagree. Individuals who support animal cruelty are exactly my type of pigs." He says. "I wouldn't miss it for anything in the world."
"I know. You like to see me angry like that."
"Not only that. There is a certain wilderness in your eyes. Pleasure and drive. You are a force of nature, Will."
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When they break in, he doesn't even hear them. He is watching football in the living room, making loud comments about the game. At some point he is so angry that he throws his beer bottle on the floor, causing it to break to pieces. Will realizes the neck bottle will make a great weapon and Hannibal recognizes that in his eyes.
Will steps into the living room casually as if it was his own.
"W-What are you doing here? GET OUT!"
"I'm here to finish the little disagreement we had today." He replies.
Will smiles and his eyes gleam just like Hannibal has mentioned earlier.
Hannibal watches Will grab the neck bottle and then fight the guy who is so much bigger than him. Blood is sprayed against the walls. He knows he could help but he also knows that it's something Will needs to do by himself.
He would have loved to make him suffer for bruising Will's eye. He tells himself he will feel better when he will be cooking him. He is debating which parts he should carve when Will is done.
The fight doesn't take too long. Even though Will is impulsive, his moves are very calculated. He had come a long way since they had killed Francis six months ago. He is just like a cat, swift and confident. Sure, there is blood all over his face and his eyes look hungry for justice, but there is something divine about that scene which Hannibal watches in awe.
"Feel free to grab anything you want" he tells him when he is done. He is panting heavily.
"We could grab a thing or two. This was a big pig."
Just as Hannibal pulls out his scalpel and sits on the floor, the limping border collie enters the living room, probably coming from his hiding spot.
"I hope I didn't scare you?" Will asks as he kneels on the floor and lets the dog smell his hand. He is friendly, as abused as he had been by his owner, he is waving his tail.
Hannibal is trying to take the liver out of the dead body while he is watching Will talking and playing with the dog. The blood thirsty Will from minutes ago was now a different person.
"Hannibal?" He calls him and smiles mischievously.
"Yes, you can take him home but I don't want to see him in my kitchen."
After all, Will had abandoned his own dogs to be with him. It's the least he could have done for him.
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aesthetic-gamersnail · 7 months
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One scenario I have been thinking about:
Poppy, freshly in a relationship with Branch, wants to do something nice for him and show that she is an awesome girlfriend. She knows that Branch likes chocolate very much. So, what would be the most normal course of action?
One morning, Poppy sits in her pod and scrapbooks peacefully until Branch comes barging in and says calmly: "Poppy."
Poppy: "Hello Branch, how are you doing? :)"
Branch:".....I'm fine, just, eh, one question. - Was it you?"
Poppy:"Whatever do you mean, sugar boo?"
Branch:"Well, you know, I mean the THIRTY CONTAINERS OF CHOCOLATE IN MY BUNKER! How do I know how many there are? I COUNTED THEM!"
Poppy:"Oh, good, you found them."
Branch:"Well, they are kinda hard too overlook. How did you even get them in there and why do you have so much chocolate at your disposal?"
Poppy:"Being queen comes with certain perks, Branch. But I will not elaborate because there are secrets that I am not yet willing to share."
Branch:"Oooookay? But, for the love of god, tell me why, what was the reason? Why did you put a comically large amount of chocolate into my home?"
Poppy:"Oh, it is rather simple, really. For you see: As your girlfriend I want you to feel happy and secure. I know that you like chocolate. I also know that you have been alone for the last 20 years, so, the twenty containers of chocolate are supposed to make up for that, and the other 10 are supposed to be kind of a promise, that for the next ten years I will be by your side and you won't be alone. I, of course, want to stay longer with you that just 10 years, but I did not have more chocolate at hand to show it, sorry about that."
Branch:"......Look, I appreciate it and I think it is very sweet of you, but it does not make sense."
Poppy: "Well, the math is mathing, so it makes perfect sense to me."
Branch:"Poppy - you can't do something like that."
Poppy:"Do you like chocolate?"
Branch:"Y-yeah, I-"
Poppy:"Do you have room in your bunker to store it?"
Branch:"W-well, yes, but-"
Poppy:"So, what is the prob?"
Branch:"P-Poppy, it is not about the technicalities, it is about the principle. You can't leave 30 containers of chocolate in my home, that is too much. How much time will I spend to eat it? Why would you even do something like that?"
Poppy:"I love you and I want you to be happy, that should be reason enough. And besides, there is nothing that I could give you that would be too much, it is rather always the question if it is even closely enough.*grabs his face in her hands and looks at him* There is nothing too grand for you, because you are the coolest and best Troll I know, so don't sweat too much about the details, ok sweat cheeks? :)"
Branch *visibly blushing*:"....You are going to be the death of me. I always thought more of a heart attack type of situation, but I guess I will be probably die from diabetes."
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palahnyook · 2 months
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With the coming of words, love writes and is then overwritten; love is marginalia illegibly scrawled in your own illegible hand. In time, love becomes a dense manuscript, a palimpsest of inscrutable, epic proportions, one love is overlaying another, thick and hot and stinking of beds. It's an unreadable mess.
— A Certain Hunger, Chelsea G. Summers
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the-mother-of-lions · 7 months
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for my beloved (x)
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If your still doing tomarry roulette,I'd love one
i'm back 😎 seventeenth fanfic roulette of the day(s):
Snubbing Destiny by umbrafix
Harry and Voldemort come to an early accord after the Triwizard Tournament that gradually leads to curiosity, something akin to friendship, and, eventually, mutual fascination. Or: Voldemort kidnaps Harry. It’s a surprisingly chilled out time. Voldemort is strangely reasonable, and they make a pact. And then Voldemort earns Harry’s loyalty more and more each year, by finding him a family, by protecting him, by changing the wizarding world for the better.
words - 50807 | chapters - 19 | complete
have i read it? no. am i going to? absolutely.
send me an ask if you want to get a fanfic roulette too
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gakvpo-kamvi · 4 months
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hello. can you please draw soldier eating a burger thank you.
Sure thing
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paperlovesadness · 1 year
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Miles Kane & Alex Turner as the actual definition of Twin Flames
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So I read about twin flames and couldn't get these two out of my mind while doing so. Because of how the article seemed to be specifically about them. So here we are. Miles Kane and Alex Turner fitting all 11 signs of finding your "mirror soul" / twin flame (based on this arcticle. Quotes taken directly) I linked most sources within the screenshots/images themselves. This post could go on forever - so I had to stop at some point. Still, welcome to my most unhinged post yet! Enjoy!
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Definition: A twin flame is an intense soul connection with someone thought to be a person's other half, sometimes called a "mirror soul." It's based on the idea that sometimes one soul gets split into two bodies.
1. When you met, there was instant recognition
When you first encounter your twin flame, Spinelli says there will be an intense sense of attraction, recognition, and longing. "Meeting a twin flame often feels like home," she notes. "They feel familiar—an undeniably intense bond as though you have known them before."
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[screenshot / translation from the lovely @i-m-a-leaf-on-the-wind's post / linked in the image] ____
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____ 2. You're very similar
You and your twin flame may find that you have a lot in common as far as values, past experiences, and interests, Spinelli adds. "Both of you will find that your past story has a lot of coincidences and similar experiences."
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And of course: similar taste in music, similar interests, similar goals & dreams & approach to life (still no wives / children? [Alex as the only one in AM] -> Oriented around their own lives/dreams/hobbies), similar sense of humor, kind of similar sense of style honestly (or complimentary) & tons more.
3. You complement each other
In those areas that you aren't similar, you'll find your differences complement each other, almost like yin and yang. Their shadow, for example, will be complemented by your light, and vice versa. And because a twin flame mirrors you, you're likely very aware of how your relationship highlights your shadows, and theirs.
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I know they've probably spoken about this / shown it much more. But this post is long enough on it's own. I think we all see they match / complete each other very well with their differences. Very well shown in TLSP - their music and lyrics are normally disctinctly their own style - but they come together and those differences make up something really magical (aka some of my very favorite music). And overall in personalities - where Miles is much more extraverted, outgoing. More talkative in interviews, a charmer with tons of friends. A performer first and foremost. Alex is more of a self-proclaimed introvert, on the calm, quieter side. Didn't even want to be the lead singer - wanted to write and play. Seems to enjoy process/studio more than performing.
4. Your insecurities and doubts are amplified
"The purpose of your twin flame is to support and help you with your divine mission and purpose," notes spiritual author Shannon Kaiser. "So, often this type of relationship will reflect your problems and deepest insecurities so you can work through them to heal and grow."
so obviously we don't know much about their private conversations and such. But honestly the way their differences complement one another (more on that below) - the way they've been friends for years (and close ones - constantly in contact/visiting each othert etc.) and have mentioned they can talk to each other about anything in their lives and also what I take away from some of their lyrics; with all that I just know this is true. Also quite literally they do support one another beautifully in their journeys and purpose in life (which yeah. I believe in big part is music and art). Truly believe there wouldn't be a TBHC or The Car without TLSP influences. Same with Miles' new stuff. (Also TLSP in itself is to me - their most valuable work of all). Also Imma leave some Miles Kane lyrics here. Make of them what you will.
Miscommunication Tailored altercations Sing to yourself at night So come a little closer, dear You know I find it kinda hard to hear When you are whispering like that And you're diving in the deep The world at your feet An oyster but you can't break the shell We're sitting on the carousel, bang, bang My God, I know this all too well
So let me save you from yourself because
Caroline, you're living on the edge this time But it ain't nothing personal, no, no It's something that you need to know It's problematic cosmological
Take my hand And go and lead the life that you've planned 'Cause you're gonna be just fine My Caroline My Caroline
5. They feel magnetic
From the moment you met and still to this day, you feel drawn to them physically when they're near you, as well as magnetically, when you're apart. It's as though their energy is always with you, always wanting to be closer.
UM... Do we even need me to even put any examples here? But ok, ok. Just a few little ones to not leave it empty
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and then, for the being apart part, of course:
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6. The relationship is tumultuous
Twin flame relationships aren't all smooth sailing, and actually, they're usually not. Being with a twin flame is like constantly being confronted by yourself, namely the parts of yourself you may not like. It can be incredibly challenging, but it's facilitating major growth for both of you.
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which people say shows some tension between them (kind od agree) there's Miles' lyrics from his last two albums, which I am convinced are about Alex and could be taken as light diss tracks honestly. Either way - there've been theories about some tensions between the two around 2018ish? And maybe later. Seems like they've smoothed it out. But song lyrics can say a lot about potential hurt and love between the two. Also if you believe this twin flame thing is about romance - well then the fact they keep being in other relationships is the biggest thing (but still can't keep their hands off each other? potentially?) If you choose to see it as a deep platonic connection only - then just ignore the girlfriend-reference part above. For a bite-size example I'll leave you with some more Miles Kane lyrics here (I think these are most commonly & widely agreed upon to be about Alex). I'm gearing up to start doing some thorough MK lyric dissections / crazy theories soon!
You're walking around, your head in the clouds You're acting as if you're Mr. Johnny know-it-all Mister come and watch me fall
You're feeling alive, a Jekyll and Hyde You're riding the tides and everybody's just doing fine Leading that double life
I'll be right here, I'll see ya when I see ya I'll wait right here, I'll see ya when I see ya You're dancing with death in a bulletproof vest There's no other way to say it, brother Better watch your step Before all goes west
The king and the queen, the milk in your tea The partner in crime you only ever found once in life Don't let it pass you by
7. The relationship is very intense
There's a definite emotional charge between twin flames, says Spinelli, and they often develop quickly because you already feel so familiar. And as Kaiser adds, "Because you are so connected at a soul level, you feel things deeper together, which often makes for more intensity and passion."
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I mean here's another one where we don't really need much material, do we? It's just there. And also previous quotes are examples for this one too. About how quickly they became the closest of friends: long conversations on the phone, sleeping at each others houses, getting to know each other's parents etc. And then they write music together (stating that if they met earlier they'd have been a band together for sure) and hop onto a plane to record an album in the French countryside, spending all their time together there. As still relatively fresh friends at that point.
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I also needed to include this somewhere because I 100% also perceive Lennon/McCartney as twin flames - and think that this is where many of the comparisons between them lay (and also big part of why Miles & Alex can relate to the two on a deeper level) (we're not gonna talk about the sad ending for those two though. Okay? No).
-- And yeah. Also all that chemistry.
8. You keep coming back together
"The chase" is most definitely a part of the twin flame relationship. At some point, one of you may walk away, out of fear, anger—you name it. But you'll often come back.
"If you're in an 'on and off'-again-type relationship, it could be with your twin flame," Kaiser says. "You'll find that things just keep bringing you together in random ways. Could be months, years, even decades; you just always find your way back to one another."
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+See: many of the other things already stated above - but especially under point 6. Also the fact they're in each others lives since they were pretty much kids and still after years chose/choose to spend so much time together, practically living next to one another at one point (Miles moving to LA partially for Alex) and talking about how they never do more than 2 months without seeing each other (and that's caused by big stuff, like tours). Also... I think if someone belives there's more going on bewteen the two then yeah... This seems like a description of what it seems like from the outside (with one of the bigger "on-agains" being around EYCTE era? And off- around TBHC / CDG album eras?)
9. Your connection feels divine
When you find your twin flame, there's a certain larger-than-life quality that likely feels divine or predestined.
"There is a feeling that you have been brought together by a higher power," Spinelli notes, and that creates a very strong bond between the two of you. (These can also sometimes be karmic relationships.)
See stuff from other points: esp. 1 and 2 I guess. All of them though. And just the way they read each others minds... But that's for the next point.
10. You have an almost psychic connection
You and your twin flame can likely communicate with just a glance, and you always know what the other is thinking. You may even feel each other's emotions or symptoms, Spinelli adds.
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The way they finish each others sentences, connect via eye contact (like just glancing at the other and suddenly laughing knowingly?) all the mirroring and inside jokes. Yup. We all know all that, there's a lot. Too much. So just a symbolic amount of examples here.
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11. They push you to be and do better
Because twin flames act as mirrors, they challenge us to do better, and oftentimes, your purposes are aligned in a way that pushes both of you to new heights. It's a very expansive relationship that promotes a lot of growth.
“Sometimes it can be a pressure being the fella in the band who writes the songs. Getting together with Miles I’ve got someone to bounce ideas off and that is something new for me. Also, it gives me somewhere to hide because he’s up there singing with me. In the Arctic Monkeys, there’s nowhere for me to hide.” - Alex As stated in another point - Miles is the more extraverted / loud / cheerful one, while Alex seems calmer, more reserved and on the serious-or-even-sad side. Well guess what - when they're together they balance each other out - and Alex is much more happy and outgoing. Even in interviews - which he famously doesn't really enjoy/do well in. (Take this from a fellow anxious/shy/quiet person. It's a GIFT to find a peron who opens you up this way). Miles also definitely gains a lot from Alex's presence and contrasting way of being.
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I know that I could put so much more in here and it's driving me a little mad. There's quotes I have in my head but couldn't place and gave up on the search and stuff I probably just forgot too. But Imma let go of my perfectionism and leave this as is - because I believe it gets the message across. Hope you enjoy my insanity with me! XO
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fireolin · 14 days
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The Wishing Hunt 𝕏𝕏 Ch 27 𝕏𝕏
Gifts, Surprises, and Arguments (A new Chapter 27 because I deleted Chapter 26, which turned the previous Chapter 27 into Chapter 26)
This chapter: Gon worries about a new distance between him and Killua. He asks about Killua's relationship with Marigold.
A short time later, a loud rap on the door broke the silence that had fallen between them.
“Oh good, you’re both here.” Lyra smiled as she peered into the chamber. “Gon, I’ve brought you a gift.” She entered, bearing a long metal platter laden with a large haunch of bloody meat. “Venison! I caught and skinned a deer. In fact, I hunted a couple—although this fortress is awful, the surrounding forest has abundant prey. I stored the rest until you want it, then I came as fast as I could.”
Gon aimed an alarmed grimace at Killua, who didn’t appear to notice. Read on
Rating: E (mostly M) Hunter x Hunter fic, Fae Au Killugon, where your votes help direct the story.
About: The fae realm of Aiai is full of romantic dangers as fae seek to lure humans. As they travel on their own quests, ex-assassin fae Killua and Prince Gon embark on a fake relationship to help keep them safe from fae advances. Neither are looking for love, but the biggest romantic challenge for them both turns out to be each other and the terrain of their own past. Chapter 1 on Ao3
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sanjithesimp · 1 year
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♡ in my bed ft. nanami kento♡
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a/n: not proofread. but omg i needed to write some nanami smut.
w.c: 763 words
warnings: nsfw (minors DNI). toxic ex-boyfriend! nanami. humiliation. unprotected sex. penetration. fingering. little whore is used.
summary: the next day you would wake up to nothing but his side of the bed cold, and the regret of letting him take you to his expensive apartment. he was hateful, yet you couldn’t say no to his hazel eyes and his sly smile.
playlist suggested to listen while you read this <3
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the way his hands tighten around your ass as he pushes himself deeper inside you make you roll your eyes so hard. he was so hateful, yet you loved the way he made you feel. you promised yourself that you wouldn’t see him again, yet again you found yourself on his bed, repeating his name over and over like a prayer.
he had won again. you couldn’t even hide how much you missed him because you didn’t even need to drink a single drop of alcohol to take off your clothes and let him do whatever he wanted. nanami knew he had that power on you, loving how you moaned for him. begged him to fuck you until you saw stars.
the next day you would wake up to nothing but his side of the bed cold, and the regret of letting him take you to his expensive apartment. he was hateful, yet you couldn’t say no to his hazel eyes and his sly smile.
“come on, i need to show you the new art i got” he said the night before, you tried to look annoyed but deep inside you were expecting for him to invite you in, knowing what it would mean.
the apartment was all dark, but the lights of the street peered through the immense windows on nanami’s apartment. once he closed the door, he approached to you, pressing you to the kitchen counter.
“fuck- i’ve missed this-” he said, his lips pressed to your neck as he took of your leather jacket off. revealing the small top you had brought, leaving almost nothing to his imagination. you hummed as he started leaving wet kisses over your neck and trailing to your chest.
he then got rid of what was left of your clothes, almost ripping them off you. he couldn’t wait any longer. whatever he wanted he got it.
“open up for me, now ” he demanded, and so you spread your legs, your wet pussy in full display for him. it was all for him to do whatever he wanted. without a warning he slipped his cock inside you, making you feel every inch of him until he filled you up completely.
“shit- oh..” he said feeling how your velvety walls felt wrapped around his big cock. the warmth around him just made him want to fuck you hard until you couldn’t move. he thought that your pussy was made only for him. perfectly molded for his cock.
he spat on your pussy, to then start rubbing your clit, sending shocks through your spine. making you sink your freshly manicured nails into his shoulder blades. your moans resounded through the enormous apartment, as well as his groans and grunts. his fingers and his cock created this incredible pace, your mind was blank. you couldn’t even say a word, it was just too much.
nanami knew you were dating again, but he always made sure that you wouldn’t forget him. showing you that he was the only one who could fuck you the way he did. he knew exactly what you liked, and how you liked it.
“f-fuck- nanami..oh” you whispered under your breath as he continued to thrust into you, as the night went on. the squelching sounds as well as your moans combined, creating a sinful symphony.
you could feel yourself getting closer to your orgasm, as nanami’s thrust were getting deeper inside you until you could almost feel him on your throat. and just as you could feel the coil on your belly snap, he stopped.
“tell me, does he fuck you like that?” you looked at him frustrated, and annoyed. you didn’t reply, refused to even look at him.
but he made you face him, his hand on your chin.
“tell me…does his cock make you moan like the little whore you are? huh? does he make you wet like i do?” he licked your neck and smirked against your skin.
“no…he doesn’t” you admitted, tired and in need for him to finish what you started.
“good girl, that’s all i wanted to hear.” nanami says. “now you may cum, baby” he says as he thrusts into you, like never before. you feel your orgasm building up again, and you can feel your pussy tightening against his cock as the coil on your belly snaps. you squirt on nanami’s hand and all over his cock as he keeps riding you through your orgasm, filling you up with his cum as he praises you “such a good girl taking it all”, and repeats your name.
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rudnitskaia · 3 months
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Just finished to watch Wish. Have thoughts. A lot of.
Actually, I have a lot of not-so-pleasant thoughts about the modern scriptwriting in general, and for a long while already, but Wish made me sigh so incredibly deeply that I woke up my cat. The concept of Wish is wonderful, brilliant even. But in my opinion, unfortunately, it wasn't developed right. At all.
So, I decided to share my usual mental gymnastics in fixing the script. It's only my personal try, nothing else.
There's a very wordy text under the cut.
I warned you. Very. Wordy.
For the start, in the original script there was no motivation for Magnifico to become a villain. His ability to make EVERY wish come true ANYTIME is a HUGE hole in the plot. Instead, the gaining of this ability must have been Magnifico's main motivation. It immediately sets the conflict with the Star, who has such an ability, but uses it improperly (in Magnifico's opinion).
At the same time, make Magnifico the man who will be extremely dutiful and tired ALREADY in the beginning of the story. A wizard who lost everything once and wants to build a safe haven full of happiness for everyone so desperately that it twisted his nature.
Don't make the main problem in him taking away others' wishes. Set the main problem in Magnifico's twisted rationality and the fact that the weight of responsibility broke him. Remember this passage: this will be important later. For that let me slightly change the concept: instead of Magnifico's rule of taking away the wishes to set the rule of forbidding to tell it aloud to anyone except the King of Rosas himself. It also gives us a wonderful parallel with the “wish upon a star” concept, a wish that you should make silently and not tell anyone after that or it won't come true. Like, if you live in that country and tell the wish to Magnifico, it casts a spell on you that forbids you to talk about the wish. It's explained by the fact that it forms a bond between the wish maker and the wizard, and that bond is the seal for magic to work, since the creative source of the wish itself gives the wizard the power to fulfil it. But Magnifico can fulfil only one wish at a time and it takes a lot of his own magical powers/lifetime/[insert any other difficult ritual], so people must wait in line. Simple. Sets the logical boundaries to his powers and explains why there’s a rule of “one wish per person”. Optionally, maybe there can also be Genie-like rules of “no wishes to make someone to fall in love or to be killed/revived” etc. People can come to the King and change their wish if they want, they can still make attempts to make other wishes come true if they want, but they're just happy with the fact that if they wait in line long enough someday their dream will be fulfilled with a 100% chance without ANY effort. So why bother?
Make Asha Magnifico's dutiful apprentice for a while, a year or two, already at the beginning of the movie. Give her some magical powers and make her struggle with the fact that Magnifico can't fulfil any wish at any time, too, make her desperately wanting to fulfil every wish without waiting for that for a long period of time. She helps people, she's in contact with them, she gives them minor magical things daily, like to help someone with gardening or wiping away dust with magical broom. But she wants more. She wants to be as powerful as Magnifico and to serve people. And her curiosity when she searches for a way to gain powers to fulfil any wish, her desperate desire to make all people in the Kingdom of Rosas happy summons the Star, who can't go back to the sky until he fulfils Asha's wish.
Show us the Star as a carefree eternal being; a trickster because of their lighthearted attitude. I saw the concept arts for Wish where the Star was a “Jack Frost”-type young man, and still think that's a pity they changed it. I get that by such a change scriptwriters eliminated the romantic subplot with Asha, but I guess many would be much more intrigued with the silent young man who's curious to everything around him and isn't attached to the real life on Earth due to his god-like nature. So, further I'll refer to the Star as a young man.
Asha truly believes that fulfilment of her wish can be reached only if the Star fulfils all the wishes of people in the Kingdom of Rosas. And the Star truly carelessly fulfils any wish of anyone he meets on the streets, and so far, we see a good fella in him. But soon enough Asha and the Star see the consequences of their wish-fulfilment raid. In a short while people seem not so happy. The people of the Kingdom of Rosas start to suffer with jealousy to each other, start to become greedy. For example, there were two guys who wanted to become the best bakers of all, and they become ones, which causes them argue and ruins their friendship, since there can't be two "the best of the best". Others start to fight, to be anxious about their own wishes, to constantly ask for more and more in a way of “they have it and I want it, too!”, and so forth. The more wishes are fulfilled without any effort, the more people wish for. And such scenarios are everywhere. Literal chaos on the streets.
Moreover, the “fulfilment” of Asha’s wish seems to not help the Star to return home. That's why Asha goes to Magnifico in search for his wisdom and help and acquaints him and the Star fella. Magnifico convinces Asha and the Star that everything can be fixed.
With the Star’s help he performs his magic and makes people of Rosas to forget their wishes, returning them to their “normal state”. That's when we and Asha will accidentally know that Magnifico's rule not to tell anyone but himself about the wishes was because he didn't fulfil the real wishes: using the power of the wish he fulfilled something that he considered safe instead that won't harm anybody and made those people forget that they wished for something else. Asha is horrified by the revelation, at which Magnifico tells her that this is the necessity and the ruler's duty, since wishes can be dangerous and controversial, just as he does in the real animated movie, but now with the evidence that Asha sees herself on the streets. People fight with each other and wish each other bad things. Some could wish to destroy the country. Some could wish to harm someone. Moreover, wishes can argue with each other, just as it happened with those two bakers before. Someone will inevitably be miserable in the end. And the only way to prevent that chaos, to make everyone truly happy, is to make the fulfilment of the wishes controllable.
Asha is utterly broken, thinking that maybe Magnifico is right. Maybe it is better for people to live in a happy controlled oblivion. She leaves the Star with Magnifico, telling the Star to listen to Magnifico since he knows better how to make everyone happy, and walks away.
Meanwhile Magnifico goes through his final arc. What happened on the streets because of Asha and the Star makes him remember how he lost everything in his childhood because of some intruders, and gets the horrifying idea to make the whole world similar to the Kingdom of Rosas. So, he finally decides to take away the Star’s power. Magnifico convinces the Star that he can arrange a magical ritual: that a spell can create a portal in a magical mirror that reflects the sky on a sunset, and that portal will lead the Star home. The Star asks (in gestures) to invite all the people to see him depart, since he got attached to them. Magnifico agrees to that, since no one will suspect that the Star will vanish and not depart.
That's how we get a villain with a God complex: a villain whose greatest desire is to make everyone happy, but in a way he sees happiness himself. Good intention at the beginning, that was awfully twisted. But it's a real motivation. That's why he wants to take away the Star's power. He wants to make everyone in the world happy. In exchange for their free will.
To make everything what I stated above work properly there must be ONE supporting character who silently works to fulfil their dream themselves during the whole movie. And they become the one who'll tell Asha: “I can make it on my own. I don't need any miracles. What's entertaining in gaining what I wish for so easily? Will it be a wish if I get it so easy? It gives my life the sense, the taste; the goal is good, but the way itself is as much valuable. The small help you and my family gave me, Asha, was enough.”
And for Asha, suddenly, it clicks. She understands that people don't need all of their wishes to be immediately fulfilled. They just need to have some support on the way. To share their wishes. To be together through thick and thin. That’s the happiness. That’s what was wrong with fulfilling her wish and why it didn’t help the Star to return home. She gains information from the supporting character about the ritual on the square and rushes back to Magnifico's castle, since she is Magnifico’s apprentice and she knows that the ritual with the mirror is not what it’s seems. It's the evil magic. The one who charmed the mirror gets all the magical powers of the one reflected in it, and the reflected person will be trapped in the mirror forever until the death of the mirror’s creator.
That sets “the final fight”. Asha runs to the square in front of the castle and stops ritual. She reveals what Magnifico was about to do and what Magnifico did the whole time with controlling their wishes. She tells them a heartfelt speech about her revelation of true happiness and asks people how many times they wanted to share with each other what they wanted the most, but were supposed to stay silent, how many things they could have done together, but didn’t because they simply waited for the wish to come true in complete lonesome instead of making memories on the way to fulfil it themselves. No one believes her, since everyone loves Magnifico, but the Star opens the hearts of the people, making everyone’s wishes visible, and everyone see their own wishes and Magnifico’s cruel wish, too. Frightened with the rebellious crowd, Magnifico quickly sets a magical barrier and tries to finish the spell he started to perform to take away the Star’s powers, but Asha interrupts and turns the mirror to reflect in it Magnifico himself on the last words he says.
Magnifico becomes trapped in the mirror (yeah, yeah, I preserved that reference :D). The Star grants Asha with access to his powers through the magic wand, showing her that he trusts her and believes that she’s the golden middle between careless himself and “the control freak” Magnifico. That she has wisdom “to give people the rod and teach how to use it”. Then the Star can either stay on Earth, because he simply enjoyed the life there, or walk away to the sky. Optionally, with Asha herself. The End.
All of that sets the main idea and the final moral: there are good wishes and bad ones. Not every wish can come true. You must work hard yourself to make your wish come true, and the harder you work, the more valuable the result is to you. The true happiness is not only the final destination, but a journey to it through the life itself. And no matter what, there's always a place for a miracle, even a small one.
If you read it to the end, first of all, WOWIE, THANK YOU 😳, and second of all, sorry, it was truly wordy. It's just... I don't tell what I wrote is flawless, but at least I tried to do my best to fix the literal holes, eliminate lack of characters' motivation and make the characters work for the story, because God knows how tired I am to see good-but-underdeveloped concepts in the modern media.
I wish it changes someday.
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heidiamalia · 1 year
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-Faceless-
Our Flag Means Death
[Wherever You Go, There You Are]
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